#Ideastory: Photographer
Five of us in this photograph, she says,
I wonder where the rest are.
Six, he thinks,
I was behind the camera.
But she’s already looked away.
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I’m punk, you’re cheesy. And now I’m writing poems about your loving but you got there via the punks.
I miss my anonymity. I miss the charm of, “So who is Ideasmith really?” I miss the lightness of being unknown.
Bells ringing. Traffic honking. Burdens falling. Surprises galore.
Faces, faces, faces everywhere.
It’s Monday morning in Mumbai.
I’m on the last leg of ‘The Thirties Diaries’.
He’s an artist of reality. He shootsseconds after the shutters clickwhen people aren’t posing anymore. Only with his eyes.
Fascination – a poem.